Bob clenched his jaw and stood upright, waiting to take the pain. His chest took the full force of one blow. The lash bit into his stomach and he flinched as the woman came in closer.
Janet lifted the whip and aimed for his crotch her arm flashed down.
"NO!" Bob lunged, grabbing the whip. He yanked hard, falling forward as he reached the limit of his chain. He jerked the woman to him, crushing her as they fell to the floor. His hips jammed his dick for her crotch as she tried to hammer his head and arms with the handle of the whip. They were too close together, thrashing on the floor and she could not get enough leverage for a solid blow.
"Whore!" Bob forced her flat, spreading her legs with his knee, forcing them apart so he could go up her cunt.
"Son of a bitch." His body bore down on her, crushing her to the floor. She tried to scramble free but he kept pushing, his muscles holding her solidly.
She felt his cock go in, one fast jab that put every inch of the stiff prick in her wet snatch.
"Son of a bitch." She grabbed for his ass, tearing with her fingers at the cheeks, digging for the as shale.
Bob fucked steadily, forcing her to take his drives, his feet held by the chains. He bent his arms under her shoulders, arching her tits to him, bending her, shoving to spread her legs.
The cock ripped into her, tearing through the delicate flesh, shredding her cunt. She almost screamed when she felt the full power of his body unleashed against her. Wave after wave of pure physical desire crashed from her clit. She quivered with lust as the man bore down, striking with furious strength into her snatch. His fingers found a tit and pinched savagely.
"Owwwchh!" She cried out, pain swelling through her box.
"How do you like it, bitch?" He spit on her face, adding strength to his thrusts, hammering her cunt. Bob fucked with rage, beating at the woman, wanting to hurt her, to break her in half, split her wide open with his cock, beat her with her own weapon… sex!
Bob pound his crotch against her. A savage passion seized him and he drove frantically against her body.
"Oh. God! GOD! OHHHH!!" The fury of his drives, the wild virility of his stabbing cock, the massive power of his heaving body got to her all at once. She flew to a shimmering crest of passion and leaped upward into the full glory of her climax.
"FUCK MEEEEE!" she screeched as his cock filled her with blinding ecstasy. "GOD! YES!! YEEEESSS!!"
Janet howled as her orgasm dammed through her body. She gasped and came, came with hard driving bolts of pure pleasure knifing from her cunt, her nerves spun into a net of total bliss. The room whirled around her. The man's cock created muses of total pleasure and she screamed as he got her off.
The splendid climax tore into her flesh, spasms of boiling lust sweeping from cunt to feet and head. She yelled again and his hard prick sent rays of pleasure streaming to every part of her as she kept coming.
"Oh, God. God, yes. Yes." She clung to him with her arms aching from the session, drained of passion.
Bob kept his dick plunging into the pussy, his arms holding her firmly to the carpet.
"Oh, God. What a wan! A man!" She kissed him. "I love you. I love your body. I love your cock. Your great cock!" Her tongue flicked into his mouth.
Bob's hips stayed with their steady pattern of drives. He moved up on his arms, looking down at her. Blood from his chest spotted her tits and belly. His sweat dripped to her torso.
"How about it, bitch? Was that good? Was that a good fuck?" He stroked her snatch more slowly, long, full strokes.
"Yes. Oh, God. Perfect. Such a man. So strong." She smeared the sweat and blood, over, his chest and belly. Her twat tightened around his moving rod.
"Do you like my big, hard cock? Do you like the way I fuck your cunt?"
"Yes. God, you're so good."
"Am I man enough for you?"
"Yes. Oh, yes. Yes!" She kissed him again.
"Am I more of a man than Dan? Am I?"
"Yes. Oh yes. A thousand times. A million times more of a man. Yes." Janet caressed his butt.
Bob leaned closer. One hand played with her boobs. He still screwed steadily, cock very hard in the box.
"Yes. Yes, fuck me," Janet moaned as his dick kept touching all around in her cunt.
Bob lay on her body, one hand wiggling between them to touch her clit. He tilted his hips to strike in at a steeper angle and wiled the clit like a marble in a pool of warm oil. Her snatch was wet with sweat and sex-juices – hers, his and Dan's all mixed. His fingers touched slowly all around, feeling his dick as it moved in and out of the warm hole. His thumb pressed down on the firm clit and he stoked faster.
"Ooooohhhhh. Yes." Janet responded to the sweet touches, arching to the man, spreading her legs, stretching them as far apart as she could, forcing them wider with her hands on her knees until she ached.
Bob felt her arousal and struck harder with his hips, forcing his cock into the wide opening. "I'll get you off again. Make you come all over again!" His hand went to her tits, rolling the nipples slowly until the woman squirmed under his expert touch.
"Oh!" New lust cascaded out of her throbbing clit. "Yes."
"Dan couldn't do it even once. And I'm going to get you off twice." He fucked with a flurry of very rapid strokes, short jabs with part of his dick remaining out of the snatch.
"Oh." Passion sped along her nerves. "Such a man. Oh, God. Better than Dan. A million times more of a man. Much more of a man. A real man." She arched her hips to him, taking the lovely flurry eagerly. "Fuck me. Please. I want it. I want to come with you. Come with your great cock – your big man-cock – right up hard in my aunt. Fuck me!"
The chains lightened on Bob's feet as he moved higher on her body. He brought his knees together and slammed in the hardest drive he could manage, frying to batter her cunt.
"Oh!" Pain surged with the pleasure. "God!" His body slammed in another drive, and another. "Ohh!"
Bob rode her furiously.
"Oh." She clamped her legs around his waist, feet lifted toward the ceiling. "My stallion." She gasped at the heavy strength of his drives. "Fuck my hot pussy!!"
Lust turned to a dark passion inside him. He wanted to hammer the woman until she was screaming, until she shrieked, the way Linda had cried out when they went after her body. He wanted to hurt her the way she had hurt him with the whip.
Bob wanted vengeance – and he tried to get it with his cock. She curled and he rose on his legs, the chains biting in as he spread his legs for better leverage, driving all the time into the slick snatch. Anger mixed with his swelling sexual passions and he let her feel his rage, let her know how strong he was, how hard he could hit with his prick.
Chest heaving, Bob gasped for air, fighting off his pleasure so he could last, so he could slam into the woman again and again, punish her for what she had done to him and to Linda.
"Bob!" Her voice was shrill, thin, her face strained as she sensed the dark fury building in the man. "No. Stop. Please. It hurts. Oh. Please stop. Stop." His power scared her.
Bob had her where he wanted her. "No!" His hands grabbed for her tits.
"Stop!" She tried to roll from under him, grabbing for the whip beside them.
"No!" Bob grabbed the whip from her hand. "Bitch! Whore! Dyke! Cunt!" He slapped her four times, snapping her head around with the flat of his hand each time.
"No!" Janet shrieked as Bob lifted the whip. "HELP!"
Bob slashed at her breasts with the lash. The ends flicked on her tits and the woman screamed and tried to roll away. She blocked the next slash with one arm and managed to twist from under his driving hips.
"Help! Dan, help me. Please!"
Bob caught her by an ankle and hauled her back, yanking brutally at her leg.
Dan looked at the thrashing pair. "He's all yours. You started it." He lay propped on a pillow across the room.